Musings on balance

Is it my job to be all I can be, or be at ease with what is?

Or is balance between the two healthiest?

What does balance sound like?

Is it static, or dynamic?

What does my humaning job description read?

Am I asking about the avatar called by name, or the thing I think of as me - and why aren't they merged?

Or are they?

Is trauma in the way?

Who am I?

Why am I here?

How do I know if I'm doing a good job?

Because even if it's not tied to my identity, oughtn't we do good? -

Isn't it unworkable to do life poorly?

Is inner peace a sign of achievement, or is it more like "home", a resting place, a touchstone?

Is it all so simple, we got bored and made it hard?

Like, are we here to make carbon dioxide for the plants - and jump around and recite poetry and entertain our rooted brethren?

Is my job to retrain my thoughts, or accept them and observe?

Where is that balance?

What does balance feel like?

Is it easy, juicy, yummy?

Or more like the look of the duck on top of the water, not seeing the paddling feet?